[Larus is always pushing him for honesty, and sometimes before he's willing or able to give it. Always pressing him to give up the enchantment, mystery, and artifice, and in ways the vampire may not even be aware of. It's as if the man doesn't have a concept of the idea that life imitates art, or that the illusions people maintain are part of what makes them worth any attention at all-- for the pleasure of witnessing their attempts at creation through living, or in the taking of all of that apart to find the raw and contradictory truths lying beneath. But Larus is blunt, always, and alive in a way that grates against the numbness in Dorian's heart.
In its own way, for that unwillingness to abide the mystery for long, this thing that's happening between them is something new. Something he might need. He doesn't know yet, but he's made up his mind to pursue and see what comes of it.
That sense makes Larus' question an easy one to answer. After all, he considered this while wandering the city. He wants what's been happening between them, and also doesn't have anything to lose. Not anymore.
And if it's all poised to get taken away at any moment, doesn't that just make it easier to give in?]
Yes. [The fingers against Larus' chest curl into the fabric there, gathering it up.]
Get entangled with whoever you want, and take as many or as few lovers as suits you. [He doesn't care. He's not the jealous type, and is more than likely prone to running wild in the city himself. To that end, he already has.] But at the end of it all, covered in blood and whatever else, we come back to each other.
[It's not much different than what they've already been doing already, but this sets it in stone. That this is the primary relationship either of them will have.]
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In its own way, for that unwillingness to abide the mystery for long, this thing that's happening between them is something new. Something he might need. He doesn't know yet, but he's made up his mind to pursue and see what comes of it.
That sense makes Larus' question an easy one to answer. After all, he considered this while wandering the city. He wants what's been happening between them, and also doesn't have anything to lose. Not anymore.
And if it's all poised to get taken away at any moment, doesn't that just make it easier to give in?]
Yes. [The fingers against Larus' chest curl into the fabric there, gathering it up.]
Get entangled with whoever you want, and take as many or as few lovers as suits you. [He doesn't care. He's not the jealous type, and is more than likely prone to running wild in the city himself. To that end, he already has.] But at the end of it all, covered in blood and whatever else, we come back to each other.
[It's not much different than what they've already been doing already, but this sets it in stone. That this is the primary relationship either of them will have.]